The lad lay around until night. He had a scheme in his mind. He believed he had fathomed the whole scheme of the man Fellman, and he also believed he had learned the identity of the intended victim.
When night came the lad issued forth. He had spent a part of the five dollars he had reserved for equipment, and he believed he was prepared for almost any kind of villainy. He proceeded direct to the hotel where the two men had gone with Fellman to hold their consultation, and he lay around until he saw one of the men approach and enter the place.
“So far so good,” he muttered. “This is their headquarters.”
A little later and he saw the two men come from the hotel together, and he started to follow them again, muttering:
“I’ll be on hand to give an alarm, or follow them if I cannot do any more.”
The two men strangely enough went direct to the vicinity of the house to which our hero had carried the note, and again he muttered:
“Is it possible I am mistaken? Is it the girl they mean to abduct instead of the young man?”
The fellows lay around until nine o’clock, when our hero saw young Burlein come along and enter the house, and he also saw the two men go through a sort of pantomime.
“Aha!” muttered the lad, “now I recognize their ‘lay.’ They will wait until the young man starts for his home about midnight, and then they will attempt their game, whatever it may be.”
The two men walked away. Our hero followed them. They entered a private house some distance away and Ike lay around to watch. After a time he saw several men enter the same house, and he put the question to himself: